I probably raise the birthrate most just by walking around with 3 impeccably dressed babes

— Simon Sarris (@simonsarris) July 4, 2025

Ha. I’ll never forget one time I was walking along, my partner holding my right hand and a woman friend of mine holding my left hand. It was somewhere fairly crowded in public as we encountered heading the other way a guy and his girlfriend or wife. His presumed partner was actively nagging him about something as we passed; you could just tell this was her normal mode of operation. Before he noticed us, his visage was hangdog, miserable, a man in hell. But it was going to get worse.

The doomed man saw our happy little group and such a look of abject envy and anguish passed over his face I had to quickly turn away so he wouldn’t see my reflexive laugh at how quickly his face transformed from misery to bitter covetousness.

I hope he escaped whatever was going on there and found something better.